Can you remember every time you’ve seen a rainbow. It’s magic in the air if you don’t know about refraction.
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Can you remember every time you’ve seen a rainbow. It’s magic in the air if you don’t know about refraction.
Love is not a reward and it should never be denied in anger.
I’m going back to writing in my diary where the stars cannot gaze upon my confessions.
If the world could just end now. That would be great.
I can take anything else, but this. Now I need help to sleep. I’m fading and I don’t expect to come back again. Then I think of her little face, with the halo of whiskers and white snip on her chin and I know I have to hold on. This was over before it began and I wish I had never taken my first breath. Why can’t God keep me? My heart is too broken and soft for this world.
How do you know…
Disappointed in myself. Who am I really. I’m not even the person I thought I was.